7 months

The big guy hit the 7 month mark. He is still the happiest most relazed baby on the planet. Nothing seems to get a rise out of him except his hunger. His weight finally plateaued, and he's settled nicely at 20.5 lbs. He hates being on his belly, he will not stay there for more than 3 seconds. He is a lot like a turtle, slow moving, and if he is on his back, he's stuck. He gets so close, and if he would put forth any effort he could roll from back to belly, he just doesn't have any desire. He will try once, but then just gives up. He will get there eventually, I'm sure. But for now, he's just happy to play in his excersaucer and have his sister entertain him with her endless energy. He can sit up on his own for the most part, we tip over from time to time, but it's a work in progress. He has had his 4th haircut, and just when I thought it couldn't get more blonde, it does. He still hates his carseat, but is much better about napping in his crib. He LOVES his pacifier, Heaven help you if you go anywhere without one. He doesn't need it all the time, but if he's tired or bored, nothing calms him down like his "paci". It will be a challenge when the time comes to phase those out...I'm not looking forward to that. He loves the bath, and will splash and splash until the water gets cold. But of all the things he loves, he loves food the most. He tanks baby food like none other. He will take a full 4 oz baby food jar, then about a 4-5 oz bottle. He's a chunk and very happy about it.